~One Windy, May, Day~
One windy, May day,
God created a kite much too wide and heavy
for Him to fly, and, as He tried and tried
to get His kite skyward,
people of the village
watched and laughed as His kite
tangled in trees and wires.
The people of the village knew laughing at God
could get them in trouble, but they just couldn't
hold it any longer, so they let it go,
and up, up, up the laughter sailed,
high into the clouds.
response
did laughter lift the kite
?
Laughter was the people's kite.
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